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Chapter 300 Xiao Fang is very sensible! (Please subscribe)

"Brother Song, did we find a rather unreliable doctor? He's only the attending physician..."

"The main problem is that we couldn't get an appointment. If only we had known..." The graduate student in gastrointestinal surgery, who was more familiar with Fang Songlin, began to worry.

Fang Songlin was the same age as Yuan Weihong and remembered him, but they weren't close. He simply said, "Liu Xiadong, don't talk nonsense!"

"If someone can be placed in an outpatient clinic by a specialist, how can you doubt them?"

"Ziye, take another good look."

"Whatever the result is, that's the result. There's no need to worry about what others have said."

Fang Songlin delegated authority to Fang Ziye, even if Fang Ziye said that Yuan Weihong had misdiagnosed the patient.

Fang Ziye was quite embarrassed at this moment. He realized that the other three did not know that he and Yuan Weihong were master and apprentice, so they did not take the initiative to point it out: "Teacher Fang, of course!"

"I felt a little apprehensive because I felt that the higher-level teachers had given different answers."

After Fang Ziye finished speaking, he continued to watch the film carefully. The reason he gave made everyone worry about Fang Ziye's abilities once again.

After all, if Yuan Weihong is reliable, then whether the people he recommends are reliable is not absolutely relevant.

As Fang Ziye continued reviewing the images, Liu Xiadong from the general surgery department murmured softly beside Fang Songlin, his voice barely moving: "Professor Fang, should we go directly to the trauma surgery ward to see if there are any professors still in the ward who have had accidents?"

In the ward, you'll most likely only bump into the junior resident physician on duty; you won't even encounter a PhD.

Fang Songlin thought that Liu Xiadong was blind; with his impulsive and rash manner, even if someone helped him this time, they might not be willing to help him next time.

However, Fang Songlin did not speak.

Teaching Liu Xiadong professional skills is something a superior can casually mention, as it's the duty of a superior teacher. But teaching him how to be a good person is even more important.

I'm sorry, this is the responsibility of the master, parents, and elementary and middle school teachers!
Before long, Fang Ziye finished reviewing the film again.

This time, Fang Ziye suddenly realized that his master was not omnipotent, that his master was a person, not a god, and that his master had finally become a real person in the human world.

Yuan Weihong made a minor misdiagnosis.

This junior colleague definitely had an atypical subluxation, but Yuan Weihong failed to diagnose it, which was actually a misdiagnosis.

This atypical subluxation is actually harmless without treatment, but it will prolong the recovery period with pain and swelling.

It's just an atypical subluxation. If it were a subluxation or a complete dislocation that Yuan Weihong couldn't diagnose, then it's not a matter of his lack of outstanding ability, but rather that he's an "alternative genius" whose basic professional skills are inadequate.

So Fang Ziye laughed and said, "A teacher is still a teacher. This is not a dislocation, but an atypical subluxation. Currently, in the classification of specialties, this diagnosis is not considered a typical disease."

"It also cannot be classified as a diagnosis of dislocation."

"It's alright, Junior Brother Du. With your condition, a forearm sling will be enough."

"When Dr. Yuan saw you, did she check your motor function?" Fang Ziye asked about their meeting.

Du Daixin is a doctor himself, so he naturally knows that he can be provided with more detailed information when he is treating patients.

Therefore, although Du Daixin had a fierce appearance and a large frame, he meticulously went through all the details.

Just as Du Daixin finished recounting his experience, Fang Ziye put a forearm sling on him. During the process, he corrected the atypical dislocation without Du Daixin's knowledge.

After hanging it in the suspension position, Fang Ziye said, "Hmm, that's good. Move around a bit more, and do you feel less pain now?"

"So, sexual positions are a good subject to study."

Fang Ziye painstakingly increased the car's speed to avoid the topic of his master.

Du Daixin was a little confused for a moment, but Liu Xiadong from the general surgery department should have had similar experience, and as for Fang Songlin, who was quite old, he was definitely familiar with the procedures.

“The nurses in the operating room all say that the orthopedic team moves very fast, and if you don’t keep up, you’ll be left behind. This time I’ve really learned something new.” Fang Songlin succinctly demonstrated the speed of the gastrointestinal surgery team.

Fang Ziye looked up, pretending not to understand: "Teacher Fang, you said this thing is lost, is it legitimate?"

Fang Songlin chuckled: "What are you nagging about?"

Fang Ziye quickly conceded, "I don't know."

"I just heard about it too." Fang Songlin smiled with a hint of regret, feeling that Fang Ziye was still too young and didn't dare to continue racing with him.

Fang Ziye then quickly dealt with Liu Xiadong's displacement as well.

He said, "After your repositioning, you still need to have a routine X-ray check-up. Just to be on the safe side."

"Okay, Professor Fang." Knowing that Fang Ziye was the chief resident, they still addressed him as "teacher" even though he looked only a few years older.

After Fang Ziye ordered the plain film examination, Liu Xiadong scanned the code to pay and rushed to the X-ray examination room again.

Du Daixin's condition is only an atypical subluxation, so there is no need for a follow-up examination.

After the two left, Fang Ziye's personal cell phone rang.

Meanwhile, Fang Songlin heard his number being called, prompting him to quickly return to his surgical clinic to see patients.

No matter what, work is still work, especially work in the emergency department, which should be the top priority.

"Hello?" Fang Ziye asked.

On the other end of the phone was Liu Haihua, the on-call doctor in the trauma surgery department, who reported to Fang Ziye: "Senior, an emergency patient just arrived. He lied to me and said you told him to come in for hospitalization."

"I knew it was a scam as soon as I saw there was no hospitalization certificate, so I sent them away."

"Are you kidding me?"

Upon hearing Liu Haihua's report, Fang Ziye felt even more guilty.

This Liu Haihua is just like myself back then—cautious and careful enough. I can't lose those qualities.

"Yes, good, you did a great job, Haihua." Fang Ziye praised Liu Haihua.

Liu Haihua continued, "Senior Brother Fang, isn't this all thanks to the excellent teaching of our senior brothers..."

"Excuse me, Haihua, my chief resident's phone rang. It must be a consultation or an urgent one. We'll talk later." Fang Ziye patiently explained briefly before putting the phone to his ear.

And began to look around.

If it's an emergency consultation request from the emergency department, you should be able to see roughly which consultation room it's in and go there directly.

Upon hearing this, it dawned on me that it was a consultation with Dr. Ping.

"Huh? Oh, okay, the consultation form has already been sent out?"

"We will definitely come for consultation and treatment within the stipulated time after the diagnosis, so don't worry."

"I'm still in the emergency room," Fang Ziye explained with a smile, without arguing. This was yesterday's consultation; you should go find Qin Geluo, the chief resident from last month, or something like that.

The matter wasn't serious to begin with, and there was no need for this. It's possible that Qin Geluo himself had forgotten about the scheduled consultation yesterday and forgot to ask the supervising resident to check on the situation. However, such a consultation is precisely the best opportunity for the supervising resident to hone his skills.

Fang Ziye sent a message to Xiao Nuonuo: "You're having a consultation with Ping. Could you log into Qin Geluo's account and check and clean it up?"

"Although you don't want to do clinical work in the long run, you can still get closer to a specific area. I think it would be a shame if your practical skills didn't shine in the clinical field."

Luo Tingzhu hummed in agreement, then said, "Let's see as we go..."

“I probably haven’t been to the clinic for a long time, so my previous decision was too rash and arbitrary.”

“Okay, that’s a very valid reason.” Fang Ziye laughed after hearing that.

Luo Tingzhu gave an embarrassed "I hate it."

Then, Fang Ziye heard a junior brother on the other end of the phone exclaim, "Senior sister..."

"What is it?" Luo Tingzhu immediately became more icy, but not everyone is 'disliked' by her.

Fang Ziye hung up the phone and decided to go back to his department first.

Since taking over as chief resident, Fang Ziye hadn't had a chance to get to know the on-call doctors in the department or set rules for the junior doctors before he was rushed to the emergency department to start handling urgent consultations.

Now that things have calmed down for the time being, I still need to do another logistical job for the chief resident.

The term "chief resident" also means the chief leader of resident physicians.

Fang Ziye found the trauma surgery ward physician group for the past three months and, imitating the monstrous behavior of the 'former villain' Jin Hongzhou, issued a wicked recruitment order:
"@Everyone and all attending physicians, except those on the operating table, everyone else must be at the trauma surgery demonstration room at 6:30 pm for the monthly meeting. I will verify this by phone with each of you."

"All the PhDs and supervising resident physicians, except those on stage and in the lab, should be present if they can."

"We're all brothers, thank you for your cooperation."

"Also, everyone attending the meeting will receive a free boxed lunch!" Perhaps Fang Ziye's more friendly gesture was adding an extra boxed lunch.

This one boxed meal alone will cost Fang Ziye several hundred yuan...

After Fang Ziye finished making his arrogant remarks, he immediately attracted a group of people to receive them, including his former senior brothers, such as Wang Yuanqi and Gu Yi.

Upon seeing these students who would be graduating in March, Fang Ziye's eyelids twitched immediately, and he quickly called the graduating seniors in the group chat to apologize.

"Senior Brother Wang, I didn't mean that at all. I was wrong, Senior Brother Wang."

"Yes, yes, you go about your business. If you need any help, just let me know. I'm available 24/7."

"Oh, you've already arranged for a question recorder and a photographer for the defense, right?"

"Of course not, it was my oversight. This is also the first time I'm trying to be the boss like Brother Zhou used to be."

"..."

Wang Yuanqi and Gu Yi are about to graduate, and I'm currently just a nominal assistant to the chief resident. I've been too busy tagging everyone to pay attention to them. I didn't expect that the two of them would actually take me seriously and come to the demonstration classroom.

Unless Fang Ziye is insane, he would treat them with such condescension. He should quickly call Fan Yantong and the other two to make contact.

Being more considerate in these details will earn you more respect from others in the future.

It's impossible for someone who doesn't respect others to gain recognition.

Then, Fang Ziye received many text messages from people asking for leave.

For example, Shu Lang, who is currently in his third year of master's studies, is under a lot of pressure because Professor Deng Yong's new year's doctoral quota has nothing to do with him. Shu Lang is currently in another city for doctoral interviews.

Professor Dong Yaohui's student Wu Chengwen and Associate Professor Chen Fang's student Zhan Jingshan have both taken leave and are currently in the lab in a frenzy.

Both of them applied to Professor Dong Yaohui's doctoral program. Professor Dong Yaohui decided to select the best candidates, and they would become his last disciples.

The clash between the two was so intense that it defied description, even if it turned mountains and rivers upside down.

Actually, what deserves more mention is Professor Han Yuanxiao's student, Dong Dao.

The competitive pressure that Dong Dao, a third-year master's student this year, faces is on a completely different level compared to that faced by his senior, Xiong Jinhuan, a third-year master's student last year.

Currently, Professor Han Yuanxiao is the administrative director of the Department of Trauma Surgery. More than a dozen students have applied to become his master's students. This is Professor Han Yuanxiao's first time serving as the administrative director.

Naturally, a new official should make a strong start and not abuse power for personal gain; everything will depend on ability.

If one's own student is killed by someone else, then so be it. At worst, it's just another new student. It's not like Dong Dao has betrayed his sect.

As for Associate Professor Peng Long's students, they had long since given up on the idea of ​​pursuing doctoral studies within the institute, and like Shu Lang, they went out to seek their fortunes, with the outcome remaining unclear...

Actually, it's only been a little over a year since Fang Ziye's doctoral entrance exam. If the new round of doctoral applications and assessments had been conducted at the same time last year, it would have already been over.

However, last year, similar incidents occurred because Deng Yong contacted and indirectly rejected students from Kyoto University in advance, as well as some other surgical applications and assessments.

This has resulted in the surgical application assessment being held exceptionally late this year, about half a year later than last year. The application assessment for doctoral admission in surgery at Zhongnan Hospital will be held in early March.

Early March is the time for new doctoral candidates to take their exams, and mid-to-late March is the time for third-year doctoral students to graduate, seemingly forming a perfect cycle.

……

Inside a consultation room of the Trauma Surgery Department at Zhongnan Hospital.

"Professor Yuan, you're amazing! We just went to the emergency department and saw your chief resident, and he even asked if it was dislocated?"

"So, we were still thinking of asking you to review the X-rays after the re-examination, just to put our minds at ease." Liu Xiadong's face was all wrinkled, full of flattery.

He had absolute trust in Yuan Weihong.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Weihong's eyes flickered slightly.

Originally, Yuan Weihong only needed to look at Liu Xiadong's post-reduction X-ray, but Yuan Weihong also took a special look at Du Daixin's X-ray, which he diagnosed as having no dislocation, since there was no follow-up X-ray at that time.

After tilting his head and carefully watching the film for a while, Yuan Weihong suddenly had a glint in his eyes and his heart skipped a beat.

"What else did he say?" Yuan Weihong felt extremely nervous, realizing that his authority as a teacher might have begun to decline.

"He didn't seem to say anything more, just that he must have misread it!" Liu Xiadong said.

"Teacher Yuan, is everything alright with this?" Liu Xiadong continued to ask.

"No problem, no problem." Yuan Weihong waved his hand, handed the two little ones over, and then stroked his chin while looking up at the sky!
Lan Tianluo, who was observing the consultation, said, "Master, it's almost time. Shall we go home?"

"Hmm, good, it seems my decision not to see patients on Thursdays was the right one. Look at me today, I covered half a day's shift for someone else, and I almost overdid it!" Yuan Weihong said, handing Lan Tianluo his white coat while questioning his life choices.

He was perfectly fine in the operating room, so why did he have to take on an outpatient shift?

However, Xiao Fang is very sensible.

(End of this chapter)